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Baby Steps.

2 months in and I still can’t believe I’m a mum to a beautiful baby boy. Does it ever sink in? I’m not sure but I’ve already experienced so many emotions and had the tears to go with them.

When I found out I was pregnant last summer I did feel a little guilty as the weekends before hand involved quite a lot of alcohol but I did have my best friends hen party and quite a few social events. At the time I just thought my age didn’t help with the hangovers anymore, if only I knew what was really going on!
I think I went into a little bit of denial that I was actually pregnant as last year I went through quite a bad miscarriage and It did hold me back on this time around. I’ll do a post about last year and what I went through as it needs to be shared but back to the happy moments.

That moment you first bring your baby home and realise there is no manual on how a baby works, there is no on/off button and you just have to let your instincts guide you and have faith, your natural instincts do kick in trust me!

Before I had Archie, people would always ask if I would be breast feeding and we know there has always been the pressure to breast feed. My first response was ‘heck¬† no’ as the thought knew I knew it he was happily feeding so the breast feeding adventure begun.There will be a post shortly about my breast feeding adventure shortly and I know you can’t wait to read about that!! But in the meantime I can tell you that he’s now on formula full time and what a relief.

So realising that I was now a responsible parent I knew I had to keep this little guy fed, clean, warm and alive, if I got that right I knew something was going right.
The first two weeks of having him home, I found emotional and although my family came round to visit and help and Mick was on hand when he had finished his working day I still felt alone. It’s hard to describe until you’ve been through it but you feel as though you’re in a bubble with your baby and everyone else is in another. I would be asked daily if I was okay and feeling okay and me being me always replied with ‘yeah i’m doing fine thank you’ but the truth was I needed help/support but didn’t know in what way so couldn’t ask for it.

I’m pleased to say after those first two weeks I just calmed down, chilled out and thought to myself ‘you’ve got this girl, you’re doing alright’. Archie is a very happy, chilled out baby so feeling very lucky but i’m still waiting for him to change and start with more witching hours or deciding he doesn’t like the bath anymore. I’ll let you know how it goes.

The biggest shock for me was the daily lifestyle change. I didn’t have a luxury lifestyle at all but I was used to going to work every day, nipping here and popping there but with a baby you can’t just nip or pop anywhere. Getting him into the car and fastened in then realising i’d forgotten something for his change bag. What used to be a quick trip to the supermarket is now a planned schedule. I have to go in between the feeds and after a nappy change so he’s not crying because his nappy is wet. Yes my baby is the one who wines after having the slightest wee, all I can say is thank god for Aldi nappies being super affordable and now are in the sale.

Even though things have changed, I wouldn’t want it any other way. Everyday is a new lesson and I know I have a life ahead of me full of lessons but the adventures and new memories make it all worth while.

You’ll see in time that the posts I write about parenting are all true life for me but I’d love to hear about your parenting drama’s.




Parenting the Sh*t out of Life


I love when you see photo’s of people’s living rooms looking like show homes with the roaring fires, clean spaces and immaculate coffee tables with a gorgeous selection of books stacked neatly in the corner or in that fan shape. In my head that’s my living room but the reality is very different even when I try and keep the coffee table clean and dust free!

So, the coffee table books. I do have a bookshelf in my living room with all my favourite books and which will sometimes end up on the table when I’ve been sat reading them but I just love picking up a book, something that I have an interest in as I’m not really one for stories as such.

My book selection includes makeup books by Bobbi Brown and Rae Morris, The Goddess Guide, a couple of autobiography’s and yes, I’ll put it out here I do have the Katie Price books. I know, I know but they are a giggle. Anyway, a couple of weeks ago I had my baby shower and one of my friends brought me this brilliantly funny book – Parenting the Sh*t out of Life

I have been one of those first time expectant mum’s who have been very laid back and thought what will be will be, it’s out of my control anyway so why get stressed! I think the truth is at 34 weeks I have only just started to get my head around the fact that I’m going to be a parent responsible for a little person and making sure I feed them and don’t leave them anywhere. Up until now I’ve not given it much thought but I did say to Mick (my Mr) ‘Seriously, you’re going to have to help me as I haven’t a clue what I’m doing’¬† He just looked at me then started laughing but reassured me saying I would be a great mum and I’ll have it covered. My response was ‘we’ll have it covered’!

Back to the book, Mother Pukka and Pappa Pukka have it right. They tell you how it is and don’t sugar coat anything so you’re not being lead into a false sense of baby bliss. This is what I need, I need the facts and all that comes with it. I just want to thank Anna and Matt for this bible and keeping it all so real.

I’ll post an update of my personal journey once the little bambino makes an appearance as so far it’s been one heck of a journey but I’ve got this, well I hope I do! Let’s Parent the Sh*t out of Life x